Chapter Seventy-Two: It Belongs to Me
Yang Hongming's work was slowly completed, and he could have time to go back to the apartment, just because it was the Spring Festival holiday, and the company was also on holiday, so he put down his business and went back to rest.
On this day, he was looking for a book in the study to read, but a piece of paper fell out of the book, he picked it up and looked at it, and laughed: When did you draw it? It's still hidden.
Then he took out his mobile phone and called Mu Xueqi: "What are you doing?" I'll pick you up. ”
Mu Xueqi said: "I didn't do anything, isn't this a holiday?" Get ready to go home and check it out. ”
"I'll pick you up, wait for me!" Yang Hongming put the painting in his hand on the table and went to get the key.
"Well, then I'll wait for you!" Mu Xueqi put down the box in her hand and sat on the chair.
After Yang Hongming arrived, he went directly to the dormitory to help Mu Xueqi carry his luggage, and Mu Xueqi followed behind him.
The two went back to Yang Hongming's apartment first, and Yang Hongming handed Duoduo to her: "You go home and take Duoduo with you by the way to cultivate your feelings." ”
Mu Xueqi was stunned for a moment and said, "What kind of feelings do you cultivate?" ”
"Don't you take it in and don't you cultivate feelings? Otherwise, if you live in an apartment, you can not only cultivate a relationship with Duoduo, but also cultivate a relationship with me. Yang Hongming said with a malicious smile.
Mu Xueqi turned around and said, "I'll take Duoduo home, you can play here by yourself!" ”
Yang Hongming stretched out his hand and grabbed her and said, "Wait, I have something to do with you, I found something in the study, so I asked you to come and have a look." Then he dragged her to the study.
Mu Xueqi was full of questions, and after following in, she saw him take out a very familiar piece of paper and asked: "Have you seen this, I have only lived here except for you, I haven't seen it, so I think it should be yours." ”
Mu Xueqi thought about it, what she had been doing for a few days here, and finally remembered that there was a painting, but when she put it away, she had long forgotten it, how did he find it?
Yang Hongming saw that she was deep in thought, and stretched out his hand to shake it in front of her eyes: "What do you think?" ”
Mu Xueqi came back to her senses and said, "It's nothing! ”
"Then tell me why you quietly painted me, but then hid it?" Yang Hongming showed Mu Xueqi the front of the painting, and then asked her.
Mu Xueqi covered her face with her hands: Do you want to say that you painted him unconsciously? It's too embarrassing, isn't it: "Ahem, do you need a reason to draw?" As for the fact that there is no hiding thing, I just want to put it in the book, and it shouldn't be broken, so don't think about it. ”
Yang Hongming put down the painting, stood in front of her and said: "Don't talk about painting faces, my whole person is yours, I have no opinion on what you want to do, forget it this time, next time I want to cover it up, think clearly in advance about what I will do, you know?" ”
Mu Xueqi expressed her grievances with a bitter face: "I really forgot to tell you, you can't bully me." As soon as he finished speaking, he was heard say, "This is bullying." ”
Then he lowered his head and choked her lips, sucking her lips with all his affection, and holding her firmly in his arms with both hands, as if in this way, he could imprison her by his side and never be separated again.
Mu Xueqi stretched out her hands to wrap around his lean and muscular waist, letting herself sink into his feelings.
After a long time, Yang Hongming let go of her and said in her ear: "Although it didn't take long, I still want you to stay here with me." ”
Mu Xueqi leaned on his arms, calmed down and said, "I have nothing to do here, I might as well go home and accompany my mother!" ”
Yang Hongming looked at her: "Do you want to accompany me, or do you want to accompany Auntie?" ”
Mu Xueqi's eyes rolled and said, "Hehe, I want to accompany you, but my mother is still waiting for me to go back!" ”
Yang Hongming sighed: "There is still a year and a half, and I still have to wait." ”
"What are you waiting for a year and a half?" Mu Xueqi didn't understand.
"In a year and a half, you'll be of legal age for marriage." Yang Hongming nodded the tip of her nose and said.
Mu Xueqi asked suspiciously, "Why did you think of that?" ”
"Because I want you to be mine alone." Yang Hongming said seriously.